Day 2: The Shell is Assembled. And Yikes.

After two only days of work, nearly the entire class has assembled the shells of their tool chests. This is not according to plan.

We are supposed to assemble the chests on Wednesday night. Late Wednesday. Dark. With greasy pizza boxes strewn everywhere. There should be tears. Alcohol deprivation. Hide glue.

Instead, we have only a couple chests to assemble on Wednesday morning. Everyone else is already working on the bottoms of their chests. People are texting. Joking. Enjoying themselves.

Sigh.

Meanwhile, back at Roy Underhill’s mill, the water is rising fast thanks to a crazy rainstorm. The water is as high as I’ve seen here. Giant trees are being tumbled over the mill’s dam while the white noise invades every crevice of the house.

And so I told the students to hurry – we are building arks to evacuate the school.

Yes, I am, too. There should be a way to exempt subscribers from the annoyance of having to swat down pop-ups everytime one logs in. I have searched in vain for a contact email to complain it. Maybe leaving a few out-of-place comments in the editor’s blogs will get someone’s attention? We’ll see.

I’m told we’ve been able to turn off the repeat instance of the pop up once a user is signed in. Note that it will likely take a few hours to recalibrate…or whatever the correct online term would be. But if, after today, you still see that once you’re logged in – and please do make sure you’re logged in before kvetching 😉 – send me or our webmaster (whom we have to thank for the change) a note (megan.fitzpatrick@fwmedia.com or pwwebmaster@fwmedia.com).

The video’s are even more entertaining now that I have attended one of these classes! I hope all the participants remember to have fun and ask tons of questions, I did. I have a feeling I asked too many.

While there Chris coerced me into starting a blog, planedetails.com . One of my first posts was about reflections on the class…this is what I thought:http://planedetails.com/?p=62

Gorgeous part of the planet, awesome people, making sawdust and collecting splinters. And winding up the day by sitting next to a proper gullywasher and listening to the roar. What a spectacularly wonderful way to spend a week. if only…